My Own Heart Let Me More Have Pity On

My Own Heart Let Me More Have Pity On

My Own Heart Let Me More Have Pity On 800 536 Andrew Hicks

I stumbled across this prayer a while back in the poetry appendix in the third volume of the Liturgy of the Hours (page 1986). It touches me profoundly for many reasons. I deeply believe that we need now more than ever to have more pity on our hearts. I find myself praying this poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins often. Maybe it will be a blessing to you as well.

My own heart let me more have pity on; let

Me live to my sad self hereafter kind,

Charitable; not live this tormented mind

With this tormented mind tormenting yet. 

I cast for comfort I can no more get

By groping round my comfortless, than blind

Eyes in their dark can day or thirst can find

Thirst’s all-in-all in all a world of wet. 


Should, self; come, poor Jackself, I do advise

You, jaded, let be; call off thoughts awhile

Elsewhere; leave comfort root-room; let joy size

At God knows when to God knows what; whose smile

’s not wrung, see you; unforeseen times rather – as skies 

Betweenpie mountains – lights a lovely mile. 

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